Little Moments

Hi, A work colleague said that their day was made better by small things. As I sat – sans webcam – listening, I smiled, as being at home I’d taken the opportunity to not just getting the washing on, but to slip into something more comfortable 🙂 The conversation moved on and when the remote meeting was done,I thought back to their comment. What are my little moments? Finding a small pocket of time in which I find I don’t have to be rushing. No need to be doing, going, or making. Instead, I can pause to watch the world go by. In some seasons, the sunshine shining through the leaves overhead. In winter, slipping on gloves that have been […]

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Silver Linings

Hi, The issues around the bridge closure continue to cast a long shadow over this week. It’s been a funny old week because I’ve been both not at work and working. Mind you, for those us rocking two genders, that may not seem so odd 🙂 The choice between arriving an hour late and getting home two hours late every working day isn’t really a choice. It ain’t good for getting anything done, puts pressure on the Ever Lovely Mrs J (she picks the kids up in the afternoon), and I would be knackered. My heart does go out to those who’ve not got the choice around travel. It must be really hard for those folk. So, silver linings? Ignoring […]

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Q

Hi, It’s been said that talking about the weather is not a good start. Let’s hope that that’s true if I mention the traffic too 🙂 Now, I’m used to queuing a little as I live out in the sticks and while Nottingham isn’t a huge city, it’s busy enough to draw a lot of people in. So it was that a number of small incidents came together to cause significant travel issues. Well, I say small matters, I think we can call the closure over the six-lane bridge over the Trent fairly major. Oh, and then two accidents at different places near the ring road added to the snarl-ups. So it goes! TBH, I wasn’t cross at the traffic […]

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Darkly Comic

Hi, If there’s one thing to be said about the Jones Household, it’s the slightly odd sense of humour we all share. I should add this is not in an unwoke, punching down kinda way, but more wry amusement at the failings of ourselves and that of modern life. So it was that a few weekends ago I had somehow thrown my back out. As much as a good walk with the hounds across moor and hill helped somewhat, the obligatory sitting down seemed to be the enemy. I tried the usual techniques of stretching, resting, the universal cure for blokes across the land – ibuprofen, a mug of tea, and rest – but to no avail. Not even my […]

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Colours

Hi, If jealousy is the green-eyed monster, blue is sadness, and seeing red is anger, what colour is guilt? An off-white or sickly hue that pervades or hazes like a thin mist? This past week I’ve had occasional touches of guilt. Perhaps because work has been flexible around family commitments and I’m actually enjoying what I do, I’ve been feeling like I’m not working for a living. Or more accurately, I’m at work, getting things done, helping, and it’s not a slog. Plus, it’s not about me, but the small group of us pulling together to do what we can. Despite a slow return to El Wookie Pins, I’m feeling okay about the trans side of things, so it ain’t […]

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